Caniff Troubles

Chapter {3}

**Victoria's POV**

"Mom! Dad! Are you home?!" I just got home from Candlelight. (Singing competitions.)

"Yes in here honey, meaning the kitchen. I have something for you sweetheart." She constantly called me sweet nicknames. My Dad would just call me Monster and I called him Ginger. As I walked into the dining room making my way over to the kitchen. This great smell took over me. I threw all my stuff to the ground running to the kitchen. I nearly knocked my brother down.

"Excuse me! I'm working here!" my brother is 15 years old. And I'm 16 years old. Almost 17 in August. I love my brother an all but he gets very dramatic. Eh whatever he's just going through that period.

"Whatcha working on Fruitcake?" my nickname for him ever since we were 5. He calls me FruitSalad. Then we would do the song and dance.

"The cake for your surprise birthday party. " He said with absolute seriousness. I looked at him astonished. My Mom and Dad were wide-eyed and then burst out laughing same with me.

"Chris you do realize you just said 'the cake for your surprise birthday party' right?"

He just nodded for a while still working on it. Then looked up at me and looked back down and shrugged. Then looked back up at me immediately and yelled "Oh Sh*t!"

My Mom then stopped laughing and yelled at Chris. "You watch your mouth! You hear?!"

He just then looked down and mumbled sorry.

"You best go to your room and think about what you just did young man." My father said.

"Yea.. I guess."

"Excuse me?" My dad had a stern look on his face.

"I mean.. Yes Sir!" and ran over to his room.

"I have to say guys that wasn't really fair of you. He only said it on accident. I'm sure you guys have done worse. Been through a lot of years of experience." I had to stick up for my little Fruitcake.

"I suppose. Agreed?" My mom said looking over at my dad.

"Eh. He'll go through worse. Right now he just needs to watch his mouth."

Ring a ding ding. The doorbell chimed.

" I'll get it."

"Okay." my parents said in unison.

"Who is it?" while looking through the peephole. I saw who it was and immediately opened the door to my friend Dylan. I ran back really quick then jumped and he caught my legs while putting them around his waist. And holding me tight.

"Hey sweetheart." He said in his cute southern accent.

"I missed you so much. Ugh don't ever do that to me again. It was torture!" He chuckled. Dylan and I have been best friends since in the belly. Then five years later Taylor's mom is new to the group. What's strange is that Taylor and Dylan don't get along and they used to be best buds until middle school. Dylan hates Taylor and everything about him. I like Taylor but I don't hang out with him much anymore.

"Well I don't like it in Indiana but I'll stay for you." he winked and I laughed.

"I better be going. Don't want my mom to get worried." Awe he came to see me before his own mom. I blushed as soon as he walk out. Closing the door, while sliding to the ground blushing like crazy. Ugh what's happening to me?

"You have a crush on Dylan duh always knew it."

"What?! Thats crazy talk!" I was red now.

"Calm down little monster. Wouldn't like for your birthday party to be canceled. " He smirked and walked away. Ugh he makes me mad sometimes.

"I wouldn't be talking if I were you! You already ruined the 'Surprise' part of my party!" I ran to my room closing the door. Ugh my family aggravates me so easily.